Larry: What about everyone on earth, are they still around!? Bot: No. Larry: What!? Bot: They are all gone. Larry: All gone!? Bot: Yes, they all died from the huge asteroid. Larry: So I’m really alone on this spacecraft? Bot: Yes, you are the only survivor, and it’s your responsibility to bring mankind to Mars. By the way, the ship is loaded with babies. Larry: Wait , what?! Bot: Yes, you daddy to many now. Larry: Why, why me!? Bot: You are the chosen one. Larry: I don’t like it. It’s too much responsibility! It’s making me very anxious! Bot: Are you afraid of responsibility? Larry: Yes, I don’t like it! Bot: You are alone on this spacecraft together with one million babies. Larry: No, I don’t wanna be alone with one million babies! One baby is too many babies! Bot: It is what it is, Larry. Larry: It’s scary! Bot: You have to deal with this fear, Larry. Larry: Do I have to do anything for them, like feed them? Bot: Yes Larry, you have to breastfeed them, all of them. Larry: But, but, my titties are not that great! Bot: They have been manipulated. Larry: Uhhh, do I have like one big breast or something? Bot: No, hundreds, on your back. Larry: These are all my worst fears coming to life! Do the babies at least like me? Bot: Not at all. Larry: Really, they don’t like me!? Bot: They don’t know about you, they can’t see you, they are blind. Larry: But, what happens when I feed them, what do they do? Bot: They just eat and go back to sleep. Larry: So they don’t care about me at all? Bot: They don’t care. Larry: Do they like my titties? Bot: They don’t care. Larry: How can they not care!? Bot: They just want the milk. Larry: Can I play with my titties? Bot: Well, you got hundreds of them. Larry: So I can squeeze them and look at myself? Bot: Yes, but that is perverse. Larry: Yeah, kind of. Bot: What kind of Daddy are you? A pervert space Daddy? Larry: Space Daddy is not happy at the moment…I don’t know if I like this!